Kade: Shifters of Iron Storm Bayou (Mate Marked Book 6) by Amber Ella Monroe

Author:Amber Ella Monroe [Monroe, Amber Ella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amber Ella Books
Published: 2019-08-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Ivy

My heart pounded in my chest. My skin on wrists were raw from the rope rubbing against them. The palms of my hands were raw from my fingernails digging into them as full panic mode set in. The blindfold still hadn’t been removed, but I could tell there was a change in venue.

I was led out somewhere, through what felt like a rocky path and into a chilly area. The noise inside reminded me or a sports arena of some sort. With no sight, my hearing had somehow improved substantially, but that didn’t do me any good. My temples throbbed so hard I wanted to scream.

I was no longer gagged. The duck tape had been violently ripped from my mouth and I was reminded yet again not to talk or scream.

“Aaaaannd we have our next girl coming right up. Age 22. Bring her up. Bring her on up here and let’s get a look at her.”

I stumbled on a few of the steps as the roughneck who was leading me like cattle to a slaughterhouse pushed me forward. There were a total of six steps. I felt elevated as if I were standing on some type of podium or something.

“She’s intact!” the announcer blared into the microphone.

I jumped at the high-pitched sound of it.

“Yup, that’s right. Virginity is indeed intact. We all know what that means.”

I released my breath and I was instantly light-headed. The room must have been small and crowded. I felt claustrophobic. On instinct, I turned this way and that. I wanted desperately to see.

A hard finger nudged me in my back. “Stand still and calm down.”

Disgusted, I jerked away and slipped off whatever podium they had me standing on. I landed on my hip. The impact caused me to scream out in pain.

Commotion erupted in the crowd.

“Excuse us. Give us a few minutes.”

The announcer covered up the microphone and said softly. “Straighten her out! We don’t want any spoiled goods now, do we?”

“Get up!” someone hissed in my direction. “The alternative is much worse. Remember that.”

I gulped and picked myself up. Someone helped me to the podium again.

Get it together, Ivy. You overcame great obstacles once before. You can do it again.

I lifted my chin and stood quietly.

“As I was saying…age 22. Weight, approximately one hundred and thirty pounds. Height, five seven. Black hair, natural in color. Green eyes. Well-groomed. A working woman. Virginity is, in fact, intact. This has been insured by the seller. Thus, bidding will start at no less than $50,000. We will begin!” A bell chimed. “50k! Any takers?

“I’ll take her. 50k!” a guy close to the front yelled.

“Do I have 55k?”

“$80,000,” one male hollered. He sounded like a young kid.

What the fuck? These low-life assholes were bidding more than my yearly salary on something I didn’t even give consent for them to take. But I know who gave the consent. I would never forgive him for this.

“100k!” another shouted.

I dug my fingernails in my palms and pressed my lips together.

“100k, do I have $125k?” the auctioneer asked.

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